"We're out of here, crew!" - you shout, encouraging them to flee from the cursed ship. You fend off your former captors skillfully. Chopped off tentacles fly around the deck. You take a glance and see the last crew member jump into the dinghy. Unfortunately, at the same time, a bulky tentaclehead stabs you with a spear. You're a professional - you know how to take a stab and make the blade miss all the important parts. It hurts though...
You cut through the spear and kick away the attacker. Then you jump into the dinghy and collapse.
The dinghy gets pushed away from the captors' ship. Someone presses onto your wound to stop the bleeding.
Your boatswain swiftly maneuvers the vessel behind a cosmic rock nearby, where the crew anchored your own ship.
Everything goes dark.
Next thing you notice, you're in your own cabin. A familiar humming sound of the ship soothes your ears. You missed it.